Thankful Thursday-Damaged Goods

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I was thinking the other day that dear hubby needs to get some of his money back form my parents. When he bought me (teehee, it’s my culture, I can refer to the paying of the  bride price aka lobola as a SALE) he didn’t know how unwell I was. He did have an inkling because in 2001 (Two years before we wed) I did end up in hospital with “NOT grumbling appendicitis” (As previously diagnosed) only for the doctor to tell me  AFTER THE OPERATION TO REMOVE MY TOTALLY HEALTHY APPENDIX that all the pain was because I was “full of (insert rude word here) “ Hubby knew I had IBS though at the time, the doctor just told me to go on medication and all would be well. Which it seemed to be.

And we proceeded under the assumption that all was well.

But after many years of pain, we’ve realised that I’m not one of the ‘mild IBS’ members but rather one of the “crippling, excruciating” type members. By the end of the day, I am tired of pretending that all is well, of sucking in the pain that I don’t want the children to notice.

Then you add in the back pain-we won’t mention how many theories there are for THAT-and you come to a wife who’s liable to ask you for a back massage more often than not. I’m not fun. I’m just tired and in pain. Sometimes.

But he’s put up with me and hasn’t asked for a partial refund for the fact that I’m not working as well as I should be. Instead of the body of a brand new Merc, he got a shiny, squeaky clean, new smelling LEMON. A creaky dud.Sometimes. (Let’s not forget the other mechanisms that aren’t in perfect working order)

Or maybe he hasn’t asked for a refund because he enjoys my cooking and he thinks I was a good vessel for his seedlings who are now rambunctious kidlets

But seriously. With all the health issues I have, it’s not been fun all of the time. I’ve had nights when he’s talking to me and I’m just barely hanging on,telling myself “Ok, look interested, the pain will go away soon. Don’t show him how you’re feeling.”  But I’m glad I’m going through it with him. Thankful for support, attention and care. Can’t wait for him to be back in the city.